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Silly Angsa

Posted in Humor, Monchies, tagged on December 18, 2013| 1 Comment »

The drive down to Singapore started with the Drive-Thru McDonald’s lunch just before the Sg. Besi toll. I hadn’t even had breakfast at that point, but I ordered Fillet-o-Fish set anyway and was determined to eat-n-drive.
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Edrick: Mom, are you going to eat that Fillet-o-Fish?

Mommy: Yeah, I suppose…

Kitreena: Oh Mom, Mom! Give Edrick a silly answer please! You haven’t given him silly answers for a loooong time!

Edrick: Hahahaha! Yeah Mom. Give me a silly answer.

Mommy: Hehehe okay okay. Ask me again, Edrick.

Edrick: Mom, are you going to eat that Fillet-o-Fish?

Mommy: No, Edrick. I’m going to throw it off the bridge when we are crossing the border because I can’t eat a Malaysian burger in Singapore.

Kitreena: Hahahaha!

Edrick: Hahahaha! Mommy that’s so silly.

Mommy: Well… you asked for it. Hahahaha!.

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Filly silly!.

I never got to eat-n-drive anyway. And the Malaysian Fillet-o-Fish ended up in the Singaporean garbage bin 24 hours after crossing the border anyway.

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Silly me!

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Siri Bercakap Dengan Edrick XLIV

Posted in Monchies, tagged on September 12, 2013| 2 Comments »

On the way to school Wednesday morning, as we were merging into the right lanes near PWTC, Edrick came up with a question…
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Edrick: Mom, are my eyebrows too bushy?

Kitreena: Edrick, this is the THIRD time you asked Mommy this question!

Edrick: I know, but I wanna know if my eyebrows are too bushy.

Mommy: What do you think, Edrick? Do you think your eyebrows are TOO bushy?

Edrick: Ummm yeah, I think so, Mom.

Mommy: What makes you think your eyebrows are too bushy?

Edrick: Because when I look in the mirror, when it’s dark, my eyebrows look like they are attached.

Kitreena: Hahahahahaha! They are attached to YOU, silly goose.

Edrick: No, I mean they look like they are attached to each other.

Kitreena: Hahahahahaha!

Mommy: Hahahahahaha!

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I thought of Awie Wings for a while. And then my mind switched to one Japanese samurai/ninja cartoon character on TV who has one eyebrow that stretches across the forehead. I looked at my son from the rear view mirror and fell in love with his bushy eyebrows all over again.

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Pushing the right RED button!.

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Siri Bercakap Dengan Edrick XLIII

Posted in Inside Enida, Monchies, tagged , , on September 8, 2013| Leave a Comment »

I was sitting at the round dining table, listening to Deja Vu by Shila Amzah when Edrick stopped by on his way upstairs. It was just before bedtime, 1930hrs.

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Edrick: Mom… *he looks at my face looking for words*

Mommy: What is it sweetheart?

Edrick: Mom, is it okay if you don’t listen to sad songs?

Mommy: Ohhh? Oh okay.

Edrick: I think it’s making me feel uncomfortable.

Mommy: Oh I’m sorry about that, sayang. All right, I’ll listen to something else.

Edrick: And Mom, I think sad songs make YOU feel uncomfortable too.

Mommy: Oh don’t worry about me, I’m okay. I’ll be okay.

Edrick: Okay, but I think you should keep sad songs away, Mom.

Mommy: Yes, sir! I sure will.

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He pulled me into his arms, hugged me longer than usual, said his goodnight, his I-love-you, his don’t-let-the-big-bug-bite routine and went to bed.

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I was left feeling so loved, and I knew… it wasn’t the sad song that made me cry.

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My Little Big Man who has the biggest heart.

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Rub-A-Dub-Dub

Posted in Monchies, tagged , on February 27, 2013| 2 Comments »

A little rub on her forehead and a gentle touch of brushing her hair with my fingers was enough to make her feel good. It was a scorching hot afternoon and there were just the two of us in the car waiting for Edrick to finish his after-school guitar class.

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Kitreena: Mom, you told me your Dad used to do this when you were little.

Mommy: Yup, and it was enough to put me to sleep.

Kitreena: Oh yeaaaaa… I am falling asleep here.

Mommy: I know.

There was a long pause, and there was the look on her face again. The look I have not written about for so long. Too long.

Kitreena: So Mommm…

Mommy: Here we go, I knew you were going to ask me a question.

Kitreena: *chuckles* When you get married again… what kind of man would you like to be your husband?

Mommy: “When“? You mean… “if” I get married again. Right?

Kitreena: No, when you get married again. You are going to get married again, aren’t you?

Mommy: I don’t know. I might not.

Kitreena: Awwww well, okay. Let’s say you are going to remarry… what kind of man do yo want?

Mommy: *feels almost embarrassed* I don’t know.

Kitreena: Are you going to marry an Asian man, or a Caucasian man?

Mommy: Does it matter, baby?

Kitreena: No, Mom. Not really. As long as he loves you.

Mommy: As long as he loves me and my kids.

Kitreena: I think you should marry a man who would give you the forehead rub. Sure feels good, Mom.

Mommy: Hahahaha yeah, you are right! I should!

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Me and me level-headed Monchy.

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